Clyde Barrow: Now you just tell me what was wrong with that car. C.W. Moss: Dirt. Clyde Barrow: Dirt? C.W. Moss: Dirt in the fuel line... just blowed it away.
[Little Bill discovers his wife having sex for a group of spectators] Little Bill: What the fuck are you doing? Little Bill's wife: Go away, Bill, you're embarrassing me.
Corky: You planned this whole thing. You dropped that earring down the sink on purpose, didn't you? Violet: If I say yes, will you take your hand away? Corky: No. Violet: Yes.
Vivian: Do you always think you can handle people like, uh, trained seals? Philip Marlowe: Uh-huh. I usually get away with it too. Vivian: How nice for you.
Lily: Hey! You were amazing. Seriously, I know that things got all messed up between us. I mean, holy shit you completely blew me away!
Ivan Checkov: I am Ivan Checkov, and you will be closing now. Murphy: Checkov? Well, this here's McCoy. We find a Spock, we got us an away team.
Nicky: They know you were there. Jason Bourne: Stop, stop! A week ago, I was 4,000 miles away, in India, watching Marie die. They came for me, and they killed her instead. This ends now.
Before saying anything further about culture, I consider the world is hungry and does not care about culture, and people artificially want to turn these thoughts away from hunger and direct them towards culture.
Once you lose your parents, you get this numbness, this feeling of having to really be able to connect yourself with someone. I depended on my brothers for that connection, but to have that feeling of being taken care of... I lost it when my parents ...
I think the notion of traditional anchor is fading away - the all-knowing, all-seeing person who speaks from on high. I don't think the audience really buys that anymore. As a viewer, I know I don't buy it.
Is it or is it not ethical to create an embryo, and to create a person for the purpose of getting an organ to give to someone else? Your knee-jerk reaction is 'absolutely not;' but you need the ethical analysis of that to show why and how that is som...
I get so engaged when I have a problem you cannot solve that I just cannot break away from what I am doing - I keep thinking and thinking and cannot stop.
I remember when my father passed away, we drove the funeral procession past the bank so he could say one last goodbye. That's how much the bank meant to my father.
With every year that passes, I get further away from my target audience, and while I've been happy to think of myself as a father figure to these kids, I'd be a little distressed to be thought of as a grandfather figure.
Augustine taught that true freedom is not choice or lack of constraint, but being what you are meant to be. Humans were created in the image of God. True freedom, then, is not found in moving away from that image but only in living it out.
I always want to set myself a challenge by doing something no-one would expect me to do! But, having said that, I don't feel as a musician you can steer too far away from what you normally do.
Victory, is like a boxer that hangs his gloves, after the consecutive losses; sometimes walking away is what builds character, than the actual fight. As humble fruit on a tree that falls to the ground and rots, never finding appreciation in the taste...
The game is No. 1. You are an adjunct to the game. In a studio, there is no game. You are the star. That's why you are there. For the game, you can't go away from the game and beat your chest. People are there to watch the game. You are there to supp...
I think there is sexy. And then there's tacky sexy. When you're young, you can get away with tacky sexy. I mean, it's not even tacky when you're young. But when you get older, it's just tacky.
Well, all the plays that I was trying to write were plays that would grab an audience by the throat and not release them, rather than presenting an emotion which you could observe and walk away from.
We read to understand our intuition of the world, to discover that someone a thousand miles and years away has put into words our most intimate desires and our most secret fears. Reading is a collaborative act.
